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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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(1806-1861)
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A Child Asleep
How he sleepeth! having drunke
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A Curse For A Nation
I heard an angel speak last night,
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A Dead Rose
O Rose! who dares to name thee
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A Man's Requirements
Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
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A Musical Instrument
What was he doing, the great god Pan
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A Sea-Side Walk
We walked beside the sea
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A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed
If God compel thee to this destiny,
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Adequacy
Now, by the verdure on thy thousand hills,
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An Apprehension
If all the gentlest-hearted friends I know
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Autumn, The
Go, sit upon the lofty hill
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Best Thing in the World, The
What's the best thing in the world?
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Change Upon Change
Five months ago the stream did flow
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Cheerfulness Taught By Reason
I think we are too ready with complaint
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Comfort
Speak low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet
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Consolation
All are not taken; there are left behind
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Cry Of The Children, The
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers
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De Profundis
The face, which, duly as the sun,
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Deserted Garden, The
I mind me in the days departed
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Discontent
Light human nature is too lightly tost
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Exaggeration
We overstate the ills of life, and take
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Futurity
And, O beloved voices, upon which
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Grief
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless;
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House Of Clouds, The
I would build a cloudy House
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How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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Insufficiency
When I attain to utter forth in verse
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Irreparableness
I have been in the meadows all the day
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Lady's Yes, The
"Yes," I answered you last night
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Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers, The
The breaking waves dashed high
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Look, The
The Saviour looked on Peter. Ay, no word,
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Lord Walter's Wife
'But where do you go?' said the lady, while both sat under the yew,
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Meaning Of The Look, The
I think that look of Christ might seem to say--
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Minstrelsy
For ever, since my childish look
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On A Portrait Of Wordsworth By B. R. Haydon
Wordsworth upon Helvellyn ! Let the cloud
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Pain In Pleasure
A thought ay like a flower upon mine heart,
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Past And Future
My future will not copy fair my past
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Patience Taught By Nature
'O dreary life,' we cry, ' O dreary life ! '
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Perplexed Music
Experience, like a pale musician, holds
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Poet And The Bird, The
Said a people to a poet---" Go out from among us straightway!
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Prisoner, The
I count the dismal time by months and years
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Runaway Slave at Pilgrim's Point, The
I stand on the mark beside the shore
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Seraph and Poet, The
The seraph sings before the manifest
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Sonnet I
I thought once how Theocritus had sung
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Sonnet II
But only three in all God's universe
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Sonnet III
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart !
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Sonnet IV
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,
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Sonnet IX
Can it be right to give what I can give ?
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Sonnet V
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly,
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Sonnet VI
Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
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Sonnet VII
The face of all the world is changed, I think,
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Sonnet VIII
What can I give thee back, O liberal
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Sonnet X
Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
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Sonnet XI
And therefore if to love can be desert,
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Sonnet XII
Indeed this very love which is my boast,
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Sonnet XIII
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
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Sonnet XIV
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
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Sonnet XIX
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise;
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Sonnet XL
Oh, yes ! they love through all this world of ours !
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Sonnet XLI
I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
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Sonnet XLII
' My future will not copy fair my past'--
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Sonnet XLIII
How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways.
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Sonnet XLIV
Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers
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Sonnet XV
Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear
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Sonnet XVI
And yet, because thou overcomest so,
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Sonnet XVII
My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes
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Sonnet XVIII
I never gave a lock of hair away
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Sonnet XX
Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
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Sonnet XXI
Say over again, and yet once over again,
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Sonnet XXII
When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
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Sonnet XXIII
Is it indeed so ? If I lay here dead,
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Sonnet XXIV
Let the world's sharpness, like a clasping knife,
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Sonnet XXIX
I think of thee !--my thoughts do twine and bud
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Sonnet XXV
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
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Sonnet XXVI
I lived with visions for my company
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Sonnet XXVII
My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
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Sonnet XXVIII
My letters ! all dead paper, mute and white !
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Sonnet XXX
I see thine image through my tears to-night,
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Sonnet XXXI
Thou comest ! all is said without a word.
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Sonnet XXXII
The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
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Sonnet XXXIII
Yes, call me by my pet-name ! let me hear
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Sonnet XXXIV
With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee
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Sonnet XXXIX
Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
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Sonnet XXXV
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
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Sonnet XXXVI
When we met first and loved, I did not build
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Sonnet XXXVII
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make,
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Sonnet XXXVIII
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
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Soul's Expression, The
With stammering lips and insufficient sound
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Substitution
When some beloved voice that was to you
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Tears
Thank God, bless God, all ye who suffer not
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To
Mine is a wayward lay
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To Flush, My Dog
Loving friend, the gift of one
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To George Sand: A Desire
Thou large-brained woman and large-hearted man,
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To George Sand: A Recognition
True genius, but true woman ! dost deny
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Two Sayings, The
Two sayings of the Holy Scriptures beat
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Weakest Thing, The
Which is the weakest thing of all
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Work
What are we set on earth for ? Say, to toil;
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Work And Contemplation
The woman singeth at her spinning-wheel
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